Author: Rhema

I’m Rhema.
An admirer of stories around the world.
Love staying in my tent with my 2 little boys, dividing the great spoil of the day.
Love life, seeing good days, enjoying success with folks and everything that comes in between.
Love packing up and always on a quest for enchantments.

A beautiful young woman in her late 40s came home from work, thinking to herself “What a long day, it’s been! As she was nearing home, she found her front door had been broken in and entered by some stranger. Trembling from head to toe, she was wondering whether it was safe to enter her own home. Despite her fears, her eyes looked around to her safe keep and wondered if everything were safe.

Her furniture had been broken. It appeared as if someone had rummaged her whole house, and tried their wit’s end to access her safe keep. Her dark and gloomy house with all bits and pieces of her things scattered everywhere said a lot about the strangers and their needs. She was the only person living in her house. She had no companion with her. She was desperate for help.

In a panicky scene right before her, her heart was melting away with sorrow and her fears giving way to weird imaginations. She turned around to the wall and prayed to God quietly mumbling in her heart, “Please Lord, remember me and my prayers and vows to you”. She continued her search for her trinket box where she kept her valuables. To her surprise, she found it. That small area of her house was untouched and undisturbed by the stranger. Although the whole house was a mess, she gladly put forth her statement to her neighbours that her trinket box with all her valuables were indeed safe.

This was the Lord’s doing. It is still marvellous in our eyes. She is indeed a happy woman enjoying the love of God and the riches of His grace.

A beautiful lady in her mid-40s
had not heard a thing in the world since birth. She led a quiet, calm life of
contentment with one important thing missing in her life. With her good looks,
no one could miss her presence. She only stayed at home with her family and
kept her world of loneliness to herself.

One day she was invited to a
prayer meeting organised by a gifted God-fearing woman. She came and sat down
on the front row knowing that it was a long talk and only the crowd would
benefit from it. In a matter of few minutes, her ears were opened. She started
to hear what the speaker was saying. She started smiling with excitement as it
was the first time ever, she was hearing since birth.

She stood as a witness that only
the word of God spoken through the speaker opened her ears. No doctor could
help her but God Almighty helped her by His words. He sent his words and healed
her forever. His words worked like medicine, like a surgeon who works on the
inside of the body. Our God is an awesome God.

She and her family went home with
great joy and celebrated God’s goodness displayed on her health. Her
countenance changed to a glad and cheerful person. Her gratefulness to God has
touched many people living in her hometown.

Because the Sovereign Lord helps me, I will not
be disgraced. Isaiah 50:7 (from Holy Bible)

A rebel from birth, often mistaken, innocent but blamed was the life of a beautiful woman who is now in her early 60s. She was orphaned in her late teens. Her life had been a drama packed with so much of musing. Her courage was eaten up by her weak conscience. Her story of life continued with a sigh and constant allergic reactions whenever her stress hit her hard. Battling with her struggles day and night physically and emotionally, she had completely lost her focus of her real self.

Constant ramblings and tears didn’t ease her pain. She tried to gain favour and affection for a friendship with a close knit female contemporary. It didn’t work out too. It actually got worse. Her temper and worry didn’t add anything to her life. “All the King’s horses and all the King’s men could not put Humpty together again” was the exact scenario of her life. No one could help her. She had not felt the grace and power that was needed to live an enchanted life. Everything was a mess. Toil followed mess, followed by worries and anger, followed by lack of courage and tasteless life. Such was the life of this woman. Not feel like living was the only instinct.

There was one thing her heart was longing for and that was her only asset. Her desire turned towards her asset. She knew her asset was living, true, genuine and never lie. She would sleep in peace because her asset is truly trustworthy and full of love. She believed that it will embrace her and save her out of all her troubles. Her hope started to spring up like a new shoot full of life eagerly desiring for more light to shine on her. Her sorrow and sighing were going away day by day. She felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders. Just as the dew drops refresh the plant, so her life was refreshed, restored and comforted by God’s rich mercy.

Her asset was and still is the word of God, the Bible. It is the voice of God that changed the realities of her life. She is grateful to him who took her from strength to strength.

A young lady in her 20s embarked on a unique journey. She certainly started with her best foot forward. Her deep seated thoughts of her upcoming changes of her life seemed visionary. Little did she know what was coming up. One day at a time, the rudder of her boat moved her to disembark to a new journey. Her strong tower of dreams and refuge of illusions were shaken. In addition to that, her possessions were taken away from her. Anyone would possibly take on another path but she did not waver.

There was someone she knew that by seeking him, she would live. Just not live, but life and hope would be added to her. Whenever she came to meet him, he empathized for her and would meet her needs, whatever it may be. She just wanted someone to listen to her, all that her heart was weighed down with. He was surely listening to her every single word and every single sigh. He was watching every tear drop that rolled over her cheek, every matter that brought her distress and heart ache. He was searching her heart and knowing her mind as she talked.

His heart was moved with compassion. He was determined to do something for her. He had carefully planned her future. Whenever she turned to him, he had revealed her about her future days and how she might be. Little by little as she knew, she believed in his words. She took hold of his words for real although it was unimaginable and so massive and confronting to achieve. As a matter of fact, some of her future plans had not involved her money or her time or made use of any resources. She did not chase after it but it came to her.

Truly, he had been a good man, worth given in marriage to. For he had sown seeds of love gently and patiently and invested his time to love her, cherish her dearly. He was the only true reason for her well being. If she had to recount, there cannot be a man so near and dear, so good and faithful as him. He is the one who still carries her close to his heart. That my friend was the love of Jesus Christ.

Week after week, as I wait and indulge in my enchantments, there is one thing I greatly long for. I ask myself whose is the greatest love, what is the deepest secret, most searched treasure, a lifelong true and trustworthy companionship. What would that be?

What is the matter with me? Why am I so pre-occupied? As I go around and talk to people about it, they feel the same but only wondering if our answers are the same. Keep going, keep mumbling.. Never give up what you are after. But never chase the wind. Never be gone with the wind. It’s just futile.

A door always opens to me to enter the road not taken. When life churns endless chaos, there is one thing I think about and turn my eyes to. His testament and will will by no means vanish from me. His love will not be taken away from me. His eyes are always on me and his ears are always attentive to my voice. His testament clearly states what am I and constantly imprints in my heart who I really am.

His life in me is the source of all enchantments, hope and freedom. Because he is the giver and is always good, I can freely and confidently come to him anytime seeking for his help. It has now become a pleasure to see hearts changed, how people serve him and how their confident trust is rewarded. He is my Super Saviour Jesus Christ !

After it
was finished, I felt like nothing. But it gave me a false comfort and made me
want for more and more. Month after month, the story continued.

When I came to know Jesus through His word, I came to understand what I am worth. The knowledge of his priceless love for me and his sacrifice for my well-being changed my way of thinking. I knew I didn’t need that to be happy.

Truly, I
don’t enjoy that thing I enjoyed in the past. I suddenly retracted myself from
saying I wanted it. I lost the desire to touch it. I haven’t looked forward to
prolong that habit.

Has that
ever crossed my mind? Yes, several times. But it does not take hold of me
anymore. I hate it. That deep passion and longing had been cast away. I now completely
lack the senses to satiate my deep desire for it.

On a very tired and unhappy day, I hit the bed early trying to fall asleep. Tears pouring like rain, wetting my pillow. Series of memories and thoughts flashing before me like a heavy train on a broken bridge. Dreams crashing one after another. Only leading to endless grief crushing my spirit. Then, unknowingly I had fallen asleep in the middle of the night.

I had a strange dream. A close family member came to me and said, ” Take everything out”. Before I even realised what he meant, I suddenly felt nauseous. I started vomiting and would not stop. I became very tired. He replied that I will be alright very soon. As I was trying to understand what was happening, I turned back and I saw that everything I had taken out, stood as a huge mountain of rubbish. I was extremely shocked to see the size of it. The top of that mountain touched the ceiling.

The next morning I got up and realised it was a dream. I was thinking and recollecting what had happened last night and what the dream meant. To my surprise, the events and thoughts that made me sick and troubled lost its strength. Suddenly, it felt like a story that had no worries of life. It didn’t seem to me like a pitiable story anymore.

Everything was over. My sorrow was gone in a flash. Endless ruin coming from misunderstanding, disappointments, regrets and losses were all over.

Did I do something for my good? No. I didn’t step out to do me a favor. Nothing could possibly take out my anger, resentment, frustration, grief and sorrow that messed a decade.

It was God who stepped in to help me out of my problems and mend my broken heart. Even today as I pen down, I cannot feel a pain or anger even if I recollect my past experiences. I’m completely free. I praise Almighty God for he took away my burdens, erased my pain and sorrow and healed my broken heart. His love endures forever.

Courteous readers, if you need prayers, send your name and your request. I will pray for you. Our gracious heavenly father will listen to our prayers. Grace and Peace to you ! !